There is a trail in the mountains. It leads to a clearing where all the memories of light are recorded. The rays turn like doves in analog tapes. Like voices of wise ones speaking from a lost world. Arrows point in two directions: towards the past and the future.
Fully lined bell-shaped hooded cloak with welt patch pockets and three toggle closure.
Unnapped Pendleton blankets: 82% Wool, 18% Cotton. Wool Cashmere facings and Silk Rayon peachskin lining.